Mrs. Brenda Stephenson
6 June 2013
The Great Battle Of My Education
“The roots of education are bitter, but the fruit is sweet.” - Aristotle
This quote changed my thinking about education, unfortunately it wasn’t until I was an adult that I considered it. From the beginning I never gave school much thought. It was a musty place I was forced to go. Granted I never stayed in one school for long, they were all the same. Mean snot nosed children, & educators thought of me as a ghost that would soon move on. You see school wasn’t a tool to aquire knowledge, it was my super power to aquire approval or the attention I craved so badly from whomever was assigned to be my caretaker at that point.
I’m not exactly sure why my outlook on education went from one of wide eyed excitement to indifference. Maybe it was due to the instability, I never did have the experience of staying in one school for a full year. Or perhaps it was lack of guidance or involvement of the adults in my life. Whatever it was, it hindered my ability to learn.
As I said before I used school to get the attention I desired at any means necessary, and in elementary school I took a more positive approach. I worked hard, got straight A’s. Joined in on
extracurricular activities. But by the end of sixth grade I was frustrated. All of my hard work was going unnoticed. There was no praise for my hard earned grades, there was nobody cheering in my section for sports, and all the seats at my plays were empty. It was time for a new approach.
So in seventh grade I started my new “I don’t care if you don’t” attitude. Only thing was while I thought I was hurting others I was only hurting myself. It started small, the clothes I chose to wear were shocking, my hair was always a different color and outrageous. But then that was only getting me in trouble at school, I needed more. So if good...
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